I turned up my Diva Pop Mix cd, threw on my cowboy hat and jumped on my bed. I was in such a great mood! I began to sing along and dance to the music. Suddenly, I heard knocking at my front door. I quickly jumped off the bed, tripping over my phone chord and sending my phone flying across the room. I crawled to the remote for my cd player and turned it off. I slipped on my pink flannel pants and rushed to the door. I opened it slowly and peaked out. It was Ryan. He smiled and held up a McDonalds bag. "I brought you an Egg McMuffin." He said. I giggled. "Aww." I gave him a hug and let him in. He walked over to the kitchen table and started taking the food out of the bag. "Didn't know you were a Hilary Duff fan." He said. I felt my face turn red. "Also didn't know you could sing." He said with a half smile. "Oh my god." I said with embarassment. He laughed. "It's okay. I found it quite cute." He said looking up at me. "Shut up." I said grabbing my Egg McMuffin and Hashbrowns from the table. He just laughed. We sat down on the couch and turned on the tv. I took a big bite out of my McMuffin. "Do you always walk around in your bra?" He asked. I looked down. "Crab." I said with my mouth full. "Crab?" He asked laughing. "Fut up." I said trying to chew my food quickly. I ran to my bedroom laughing. I threw on my pink wife-beater. "You're mean." I told him after swallowing my food. I sat back down on the couch. "But you love me anyway." He said smiling. "Yes I do. Thanks for breakfast." I said. "Welcome." He said. "Oh guess what?" I said excited. He gave me a strange look. "You are not ussually a morning person. What did you get laid last night or something?" He asked. "As a matter of fact I did, but that's not why I'm in a good mood." I said. He titled his head with a goofy look on his face. "So okay maybe that is part of my happiness." I said. "Ah ha. I knew it." He said. I pushed him playfully and he laughed. "One of my pictures is going to be put in a magazine." I told him, then screamed with excitement. "Wow! Really?" "Yup." I said. "Well, congratulations!" He said giving me a hug. "I'm gonna be famous." I said as I started to imagine my star being layed out on Hollywood Boulevard. "Slow down there, little women." He said. "Shut up. I can dream." I said. He smiled. "Got any plans today?" "A whole lot of nothin." I said. "Then you're going with me on a tour of the NBC studio." He said. "Really?!" I asked getting even more excited. "Yeah. We'll get to see the set of Conan O'Brian and Saturday Night Live." He said. "How cool!" I said smiling. "Go get dressed." He said. "The tour starts at Nine. Also, if you hurry, we can walk around Rockeffeler Center and people watch. It's fun. There will probably be people ice skating too." I jumped up and took the last big bite of my McMuffin. "I'll fush." I said with my mouth full. "You do that." He said. "Whatever you just said. . ." I laughed and ran to my bedroom to get dressed. "I said I'll rush!" I shouted as I started to rummage through the clothes in my closet. "We'll be checking out studio 6A first, which is Conan's and then studio 8H, which is the home of SNL!" He shouted to me. "Then the rest isn't as exciting, but will be cool to see I guess. Like Nightline and sports and. . . NBC News Room." "Can't wait!" I shouted.
Chapter Twenty-Three 
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I turned up my Diva Pop Mix cd, threw on my cowboy hat and jumped on my bed. I was in such a great mood! I began to sing along and dance to the music. Suddenly, I heard knocking at my front door. I quickly jumped off the bed, tripping over my phone chord and sending my phone flying across the room. I crawled to the remote for my cd player and turned it off. I slipped on my pink flannel pants and rushed to the door. I opened it slowly and peaked out. It was Ryan. He smiled and held up a McDonalds bag. "I brought you an Egg McMuffin." He said.
I giggled. "Aww." I gave him a hug and let him in. He walked over to the kitchen table and started taking the food out of the bag. "Didn't know you were a Hilary Duff fan." He said. I felt my face turn red. "Also didn't know you could sing." He said with a half smile.
"Oh my god." I said with embarassment.
He laughed. "It's okay. I found it quite cute." He said looking up at me.
"Shut up." I said grabbing my Egg McMuffin and Hashbrowns from the table.
He just laughed. We sat down on the couch and turned on the tv. I took a big bite out of my McMuffin.
"Do you always walk around in your bra?" He asked.
I looked down. "Crab." I said with my mouth full.
"Crab?" He asked laughing.
"Fut up." I said trying to chew my food quickly. I ran to my bedroom laughing. I threw on my pink wife-beater. "You're mean." I told him after swallowing my food. I sat back down on the couch.
"But you love me anyway." He said smiling.
"Yes I do. Thanks for breakfast." I said.
"Welcome." He said.
"Oh guess what?" I said excited.
He gave me a strange look. "You are not ussually a morning person. What did you get laid last night or something?" He asked.
"As a matter of fact I did, but that's not why I'm in a good mood." I said.
He titled his head with a goofy look on his face.
"So okay maybe that is part of my happiness." I said.
"Ah ha. I knew it." He said.
I pushed him playfully and he laughed.
"One of my pictures is going to be put in a magazine." I told him, then screamed with excitement.
"Wow! Really?"
"Yup." I said.
"Well, congratulations!" He said giving me a hug.
"I'm gonna be famous." I said as I started to imagine my star being layed out on Hollywood Boulevard.
"Slow down there, little women." He said.
"Shut up. I can dream." I said.
He smiled. "Got any plans today?"
"A whole lot of nothin." I said.
"Then you're going with me on a tour of the NBC studio." He said.
"Really?!" I asked getting even more excited.
"Yeah. We'll get to see the set of Conan O'Brian and Saturday Night Live." He said.
"How cool!" I said smiling.
"Go get dressed." He said. "The tour starts at Nine. Also, if you hurry, we can walk around Rockeffeler Center and people watch. It's fun. There will probably be people ice skating too."
I jumped up and took the last big bite of my McMuffin. "I'll fush." I said with my mouth full.
"You do that." He said. "Whatever you just said. . ."
I laughed and ran to my bedroom to get dressed. "I said I'll rush!" I shouted as I started to rummage through the clothes in my closet.
"We'll be checking out studio 6A first, which is Conan's and then studio 8H, which is the home of SNL!" He shouted to me. "Then the rest isn't as exciting, but will be cool to see I guess. Like Nightline and sports and. . . NBC News Room."
"Can't wait!" I shouted.
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